"Many Colored Thing"
by Kristen Ankiewicz, 2004
My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white
My eyes are greyish blueish green
But I’m told they look orange in the night
My hair is reddish blondish brown
But it’s silver when it’s wet
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet
Kylie Minogue as Elisa Day
A gorgeous video to a bittersweet balad that’s hard to forget.
Where the Wild Roses Grow is sung by Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue. The song is so beautiful, mysterious and moving.. It goes under your skin.
I haven’t listened to it very often, but for some reason it never leaves my head, mainly due to the delicate imagery and softly whispered vocals.
Bird Sketch by bluebonics.
The bird said to the girl:
~ I can dance for you!
The girl ripped off its legs and said:
~ Come on and dance!
The bird looked sadly up at the girl and said:
~ I can’t dance for you, but I can fly for you.
Furious the girl ripped off its wings and said:
~ Come on, fly!!
The bleeding bird looked up at the girl and said:
~ Not fly, but I can sing for you!
Now even more furious the girl threw the bird at the wall and shouted:
~ Sing then!!!
The dying bird looked up at the girl and said:
~ Not sing, but I can die for you…
Windflowers
by J.W. Waterhouse, 1903.
What if you slept.
And what if,
In your sleep
You dreamed.
And what if
In your dream,
You went to heaven
And there plucked
A strange and
Beautiful flower.
And what if,
When you awoke
You had the flower
In your hand?
Ah, what then?